Last week, Antique Daddy and Sean and I were in the car and we drove past a house that had burned down. This concerned Sean.
“I hope our house isn’t on fire when we get home,” he said, worried.
“Well Sean, even if it were, we are all here in the car together and that’s all that really matters. All that is in the house is just stuff. We don’t really need it.”
I took the opportunity to reinforce one of my favorite New Testament stories.
“You know what Jesus told the apostles when he sent them out to preach the Gospel? Don’t take anything with you.”
“Not even a flashlight?” he asked.
I laughed at the image of the apostles carrying a flashlight into the darkness.
And then I sighed.
I never know if I am the teacher or the student.